The following story is an historical piece of fiction of love and war. Now for the obligatory warnings: 1) if you are underage, you should not be here, but I am not saying leave; 2) if you find love between men horrific, please get the hell out; and 3) if you find love between loving brothers offensive, just do not read. Also for those you are very homophobic and rather see those who are gay die from AIDS or just getting attacked, I have two words for you - ** SUCK IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just so you know, any relation to anyone who was real is purely coincidental.

For those who love history as I do, this will be as historically accurate as possible, but the characters will be fictional. I hope that you love it. In part of this story, a new character was developed. Because trying to type out the name of the character would be time consuming, I will be using initials for the character. Also there is a slight kink episode in this, so those who are offended I do apologize, but I think will help the storyline.

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FROM THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER: The group left the hose to head home for the Christmas holiday. As they went their separate ways, the Rutherford boys and Prince wondered what the future had in store for them.

CHAPTER 9: The Return Home

As the Rutherfords, the Brockingtons, Prince, and George arrived at the Rutherford plantation and were greeted by the entire plantation. As the buggies pulled to the front door, John Rutherford and King William (KW) were there to greet the six from college. Ginny came from the house and kissed her son and the two boys she raised.

"Iz abouts times ya gits heres." she said. "Gits youse in da house."

"Yes ma'am." the boys said.

"How are you doing Chad and Thadd?" John asked the Brockington boys.

"Fine sir." Chad said. "My marks were excellent and hopefully I will do better next turn."

This confused John for two reasons. First, it was known that Chad was not bright. Second, he was usually not polite to most people. The five sat in the living room and Chad seemed to win everyone over with his new demeanor.

"Brett. Beau." John said. "Please come with me."

He took his sons to the library and closed the door behind them. He turned to his sons with a very confused look on his face.

"What happened to Chad?" John asked. "This is not the same boy who left here only four months ago."

The twins began to explain what happened at school. They told their father about the humiliation and meeting Michael. He learned of Chad's transformation through love and caring. John was impressed with the change, but also knew that Brent Brockington was one mean landowner and would not take this change easily. He was expecting that his son would take over with the same savagery that he current showed.

"Dad." Brett said. "We need to back Chad. We would hate to see him suffer."

"How does Thadd feel?" the senior Rutherford asked.

"He's happy." Beau said. "And he found love too."

"Well, let's make sure the change in permanent." John said. "Let's get back to our guests."

The re-entered the den and found Chad and Thadd in a discussion of the election. This did amaze John to see Chad in an intellectual conversation. The three sat down and the discussion continued in a lively and somewhat heated. As dinner was served, the five men sat and discussed the Christmas season, which the four teens were readily awaiting. They did discuss the upcoming spring term and getting back with their friends. John was happy to see how the four expanded their circle to even include a northerner.

"So do you expect much of a problem getting home?" John asked Chad.

"No sir." the large teen replied. "As long as it doesn't snow."

"Well you two will spend the night." John told them. "You can leave in the morning."

As dinner was completed, the boys headed to their rooms. Beau, Brett, and Prince looked around the room they once remembered and it seemed the same, but different. They undressed and bathed. Prince made sure these two friends were cleaned and they twins made sure Prince was ready for bed. As they climbed into bed and the fireplace was roaring, the three kissed each other with great passion. Beau wanted Prince to fuck him and Brett wanted to ease his rod into Prince. Brett sucked the massive uncut cock of their friend while Prince was tonguing the pink hole of Beau. The three were enjoying themselves and Beau was ready to be filled with Prince's hard cock. The large black teen slowly inserted his 12" deep into the rectal region and stopped when he was half way in as Brett began to tongue his sweet ass. Prince was amazed how much Brett has changed in terms of becoming more dominant. As Brett put some land on his cock, he slowly pushed 9" into Prince, who opened for him tenderly. As the teens got their rhythm going, they felt the passion flow and they became as one. Prince's rod kept pressing Beau's prostate over and over which caused a stream of clear liquid to run down the hard abs and chest on the teen on the bottom. Brett's own pole kept hitting Prince's own magic button and the black teen's own cock kept releasing precum and coated Beau's anal canal. For over an hour, they kept their unison, while sweat poured of the three teens. Beau could not last danger with the assault on his prostate. His balls tightened and the first slot of cum hit his forehead. He shot eight blasts that covered his face, chest, and abs. Beau's as clamped on Prince's dick hard and the slave's load erupted eight thick blasts deep into the bowels of his master. Once Prince shot his load, Brett followed quickly behind as he released seven shots into Prince. They seemed to be linked, so they moved Beau to his side and they cuddled up and fell asleep.

Chad, Thadd, and George were in the next room and were stripped down. As the fireplace crackled, Chad had both Thadd and George next to him.

"George, I want you to fuck me." he said. "Thadd, I want you to deposit your sweet cum in my stomach."

"Are you sure Chad?" his brother asked.

"More sure of anything in my life." Chad said.

"Massa Chad." George said. "I's will fucks ya, but if'n youse iz shore."

Chad raised his legs to expose his hairy hole. Thadd began to lap the area and matted down the hair. Chad took George's rod into his mouth and tasted the precum that leaked onto his tongue. With a dick in his mouth and a tongue in his ass, Chad's 11" was flooding his stomach. He released the hooded snake of George's and nodded. The slave moved to the hole Thadd had worked on and slowly inserted the 8" he had into Chad. The large Brockington teen seemed to suck his rod in and then clamped on it. Chad then took Thadd's 6' into his throat and allowed Thadd to fuck his oral opening. He loved the taste of his little brother and enjoyed being dominated by him. George plunged in and out of Chad's hairy hole again and again. All three moaned with passion. George pressed hard on Chad's prostate with constant regularity. Chad's large ballsac drew tight to his body and he roared like a bull as he released nine thick loads of cum on Thadd's back and his hairy abs. As his ass muscles clamped on George, the slave blasted eight very heavy ropes of jizz into Chad's bowels. Chad's mouth suctioned Thadd's pole that it seemed to the smaller teen that his cum was being siphoned from his body. Thadd's balls released nine blasts of protein into Chad's stomach. As the three collapsed, George licked the drying semen off Thadd's back. The three fell asleep with Chad in the middle. Thadd and George snuggled against the thick coat of hair on his chest.

John and KW were in bed kissing and the massive 16" rod pressed against John's thick 9" cock. The large slave was fingering the hole of his master with three fingers. The blonde man moaned with pleasure and stroked the mammoth dick of his lover. KW took John's legs over his shoulders, then slowly pushed his steel pole into John's manpussy. As the large male slowly fucked his owner and friend, he saw a slight sadness in the man's eyes. He moved in and out of the tight hole, which caused John to thrash on the bed. KW kept pressing John's prostate over and over. The strongly build white slave owner threw his hand back with climatic ecstasy.

"FUCK!!" he cried out as he shot seven thick loads on his body.

KW stopped with the first contraction and waited for it to subside. After the last contraction, he continued to fuck the tight hole, which kept John hard. And minutes later, the white male felt another on-rush of orgasmic pleasure where his body tensed again.

"OH GOD!!" John uttered in a pitiful tone, while six more shots coated his body again.

Sweat dripped off both bodies, while KW again stopped until John's orgasm died down. Three more times did the biggest man on the plantation bring his lover to climatic heights until the only thing John had on the fifth pleasurable experience was a dry cum. With that KW shoved his gargantuan cock deep into John's love canal and unloaded 15 shots of thick, heavy jizz into his lover's well used ass. As KW finally collapsed, he rolled on his back and moved John with him as his dick was still deep inside his lover. He cradled the man as a child and tried to soothe him.

"Whats be da matters John?" he asked.

"South Carolina is going to leave the union." the white man responded. "You cam be sure there will be more states to follow and I'm afraid Virginia will to that also. If that's true what I've decided will be very hard."

"What's dat be?" KW queried.

"I want one of my sons to stay in the south." John replied. "I want the other to go north. Because war is sure to follow and there must be a winner, therefore one son can help the other."

"John, Is promise dat no ones leaves here." the slave said.

"I know KW, but I see nothing good coming from the war." the owner said. "Only misery and despair, even if the south wins."

They held onto each other tight and kissed passionately. John could not see his life without his friend, lover, and confidant. KW knew more about the plantation, other than John, than anyone else - including the boys. And what John did, that no one else knew, was he taught KW to read, write, and do math. The two men fell asleep and wondered what the future would have.

TBC...

HAPPY 2005!!!!

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